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Amber opened the bathroom door after changing to her bodyguard's spare clothes only to see Kanda pacing up and down so she tries to close the door, unwilling to disturb him but he catches sight of her before she could.

Kanda could see that his clothes were far too big on her despite her present grown-up body; Amber rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to her elbows, the ends of the shirt tied at the front probably because it was too long and she was holding on to his pants in fists but was confused because he could see that the belt he gave her was around the waist already.

"You know how to use the belt don't you?"

The redhead rolls her eyes before answering, "Of course I do but it is still loose."

The samurai frowns before picking up one of Amber's innocence weapons from the desk. He twirled it in his hand as he came closer and moved his other hand to lift the belt so he could see. Amber blushes red a he unhooks her belt with ease and lifts one end of it so she watches as he nonchalantly forms tiny holes in the belt with her dagger. Normally, she would never let anybody touch her innocence weapons so casually but Kanda was different, she trusted him and they were friends.

Suddenly, she feels her body slightly pulled forward toward the samurai causing her nose to hit right on Kanda's collarbone and she mutters a small "Ow" upon impact. She hears a soft chuckle as he belts the pants he gave her making Amber pout.

"You're having fun with this aren't you?"

"What if I am?"

She lifts her head, meeting eyes with him; sparkling copper against midnight blue. Amber doesn't move until Kanda's hand moves to cup her cheek, she leans into his touch and watches him purse his lips. She wondered what he was thinking about.

"You know, when I first saw you. I thought you were a bratty little kid who just happened to inherit her father's good looks."

Amber snorts but Kanda goes on, smirking this time.

"Well, I think you're still the same but you don't look like your father as much now."

The redhead blinks, confused and even more so when Kanda takes her by the hand and guides her to sit on the floor as he sits on his own bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm re-doing you hair."

"My hair is fine."

"No it's not, you hair is so long now that it reaches to your knees. This messy bun you got on now won't last."

Amber frowns, her hair falling down her back again. She closes her eyes as Kanda brushes his fingers in her hair, soon enough she feels a comb file through it gently. Realizing that she would be stuck sitting there, she hums softly one of her grandmother's old songs as Kanda combs through her long hair. Christa and Yumi who were floating idly by with Timothy, decided to sit by their mistress in her lap. Amber notices this and affectionately combs through her guardian character's hairs with her fingernail and Timothy's face with her thumb. It was one of these moments that Kanda could see Amber's softer side. Most of the time, Amber kept up a fierce professional front but he knew that she was a sweet, kind and empathetic person at heart. However, due to her reputation as Cross's daughter, she had to keep up appearances of being a fierce, non-nonsense character even to the friends she made as Hinamori Amu.

With Kanda lost in his thoughts, Amber smiles softly seeing her charas fall asleep in her lap so quietly gestures to Timothy to take them to the tiny makeshift beds she had made for them after they were born. She lifts her head to look at them, reminiscing about the time when she had made the beds. She had actually weaved the baskets herself, painted them and adorned them with different colours and other accesories.

Yumi's mini basket bed was light pink with a pastel green hankerchief making up the interior. A tiny white pillow and pastel yellow knitted duvet made up her bed. Amber made an extra effort of adding tiny little blue flowers to the exterior of the basket just to make it more customized to her latest character's tastes.

Christa's basket on the other hand was painted black with a dark purple cloth inside of it to cover the interior. She too had a tiny white pillow but her duvet was blood red in color. As for a personal touch, Amber adorned the exterior with silver spikes.

Amber closes her eyes then, remembering her older characters. When she trained away from prying eyes, she had learned a little bit more about the Humpty Lock; her former characters were still in her heart but they will not come back to her unless she was ready to open her heart fully. Yumi was a manifestation of that desire which meant eventually Amber could possibly have Ran, Miki, Suu and Dia back. It was really complicated. Part of her wished she could talk to Tadase and Ikuto about it because they knew and held the Humpty Luck before her but she found it difficult to find the courage to be friendly towards them; after all, she had rejected them both plus the fact she had been rude to them since she came to the Asian HQ.

Part of her wanted to blame her Maturity Phase or hell even puberty but still, it wasn't an excuse. It was just, she did not want to be close to them and put them more in danger. It was much better that she distanced herself from them. She did not need the Vatican to use her former friends as leverage against her much less the Noah clan.

"I'm done. Look up into the mirror."

Amber blinked, remembering that Kanda was doing her hair but when she finally faced the mirror, she could not believe what she was seeing. Firstly, she noticed that her face somehow looked more elfin than she remembered and very much reminiscent of what her mother used to look like that it startled the redhead. She turns her head from side to side, noting the undeniable symmetry to her features along with familiar florid cheeks and flawlessly sculpted lips. Secondly, her eyes seemed more gold than before. She had recollected clearly that she had pretty copper eyes like her mother with irises that continuously sparkled gold thanks to her Maturity Phase regardless if she was using her magic but right now, she could see that her big, dewpond round yes were now an amber shade like limpid pools of gold that adorned her heart-shaped face. Thirdly, she could not see her hair at all so she assumed Kanda's had done an up-do for her now freakishly long hair and noted that the sides of her hair were braided.

She curiously tilts her head and her jaw drops at the complexity of the up-do, understanding why Kanda took so long.

Kanda did up a flower braided bun with no wisps of hair sticking out at all. It was actually spectacular, Amber tried to do complex braiding on her own before but it always looked too damn messy and not in a chic way.

"How in heaven's name did you pull this off? It's amazing!"

Kanda shrugged his shoulders, putting away his comb.

The truth was that sometimes Kanda had visions from the brain that was in his head. He knew it was a Japanese man and from what he gathered, was a son of a geisha who was forced to learn woman's make up and hair styling by his mother to help with her business. Kanda often had urges to act out the skills he apparently inherited but could not do so because because his hair was so damn thin and he didn't have anybody to practice on till now.

"So you like it?"

He watched Amber stand and walk toward the full length mirror to admire her hair, "I love it! How did you do it?"

He smirks at her enthusiasm and moves to walk toward her, resting his chin on her shoulders, "I braided your hair into four parts; one on each side and two at the back. All it took was some pins and hair ties, it wasn't difficult at all."

"Bull, my hair is super long and thick, I would have thought it would take you longer to do a braid like that."

"I am a man of many talents."

Amber scoffs but says nothing as she eyes her present body in the mirror. She had an athletic build but a slender, feminine frame and whatsmore, blessed with curves most women would kill for. The redhead remembered her mother, Ame Hinamor-Marian used to have a more sinewy build and had hard rock-solid, intimidating abs. Amber didn't have that, her body was different; evenly muscled and toned which in her mind, was fine with her.

Kanda's eyes meanwhile, zeroed in on Amber's reflection; her tiny pinched waist and rounded hips in particular. It made sense to him now why she had trouble with her belt, she had a remarkably small waist. Kanda's pants hugged her long legs perfectly well and her behind even better.

He shakes his head irritably at the naughty thought and taps his charge on the shoulder to get her attention, "You have an idea on how to fix this mess?"

"Nope, we need to see my father."

Kanda frowns, confused, "Is your magic not working?"

Amber turns, feeling awkward, "I tried but my spells have no effect..."

The samurai raises an eyebrow, curious and even more so when he notices her expression becomes bashful and her cheeks turning pinker.

"Kanda? What were you trying to say? Before my change? I just-"

"It's unimportant" he answers quickly, effectively cutting her off.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what it means. Drop it."

The redhead frowns and crosses her arms, "What is your problem?"

Kanda sighed, unwilling to get into it with the female at this point.

"It's not something I want to talk about with you"

"But you were going to! Kanda!"

The older exorcist scowls until he sees her face, she looked upset and it tugged at his heartstrings. He never want her to look like that, a melancholic expression like that doesn't belong on someone like her; someone with nothing but goodness in heart and a distinctive sweet charm that could shake even the toughest of men.

"Why do you care? And fuck, stop looking that..."

Amber looked at him with large liquid amber eyes held such an sorrow and pain that it was impossible for him not to be held prisoner by them. She was beautiful before, but… fuck. Now, she looked ethereal, like some angel fallen from the celestial heavens. It was killing Kanda how much he wanted to grab her and kiss her; bite at those captivating rosebud lips and press her against a wall.

Sure, Kanda knew he had romantic feelings for the redhead but having her stand in front of him with a developed body of a legal feminine adult and eyes so captivating, he was confident that if he didn't get his shit together; he was going to lose it.

"Amber, what do you want from me?"

"The truth"

Truth? Okay, I want to do many many things to you that your father would probably castrate me for even bloody thinking of it!

"I can't tell you, not when you're like this." he answers monotonously.

"Why?"

"It isn't right. Not until you're my Kitsune again."

Startled, she blushes and murmurs softly that she is the same girl but Kanda shakes his head.

"You're the same person but in a body that is unfamiliar to me. I will tell you when I am ready, not now okay?"

"But-"

"Please Kit."

Kanda cursed silently to himself, he hated making her sad but he knew that this was not the time to tell her. Not now.

"Please stop looking like that..."

She shakes her head and watches in shock as tears begin to form in her beautiful doe-like eyes.

"Fuck, come on don't cry please."

"Kanda, are you mad at me?"

She sniffles and Kanda swears he felt something in him tighten at the sound.

"No...of course not...don't be ridiculous..."

"Then why won't you talk to me?"

"Fuck, don't do this to me..."

Kanda rubs his forehead irritably as he looks away from the tears flowing down Amber's face as she silently cries.

"Why do you hate this body? I'm still me!"

"Fuck! I don't hate it Amber! Don't be so bloody melodramatic!"

The moment those words left his mouth, he knew he screwed up. Big time. Amber looked crushed.

"S-sorry..."

Kanda cursed, he would have rather a pissed off, bratty Amber compared to this hot crying mess. Not knowing what else to do, he pulls her close and hugs her tightly causing the redhead to gasp softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm bad with words..."

Amber rubs her cheek against the soft fabric of his shirt and looks up at Kanda, his eyes boring into hers.

"I could never hate you or anything of you, alright?"

"Promise?" she asks shyly, her lips were so close to his that if she stood on her tiptoes she could kiss him.

"I promise, you troublesome Kit."

Amber pouts causing Kanda to smile.

That's my girl

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